Passengers

They wont see how I move how I dance
Nah
Me I dont even give the groove a chance
Ha
Hit da club wit that OG kinda stance
Ya
On the floor no bust down pinky glance
Ha

I accelerated hit da gas shit on most
Champagne toast flex n boast
Check comes duck n ghost
See - listen
I aint sittin comfy
Yet still
Everybody want somethin from me
Should pen a book how to trust people for dummies
Not around dark times till they see its sunny
Throwin shade on the reel don't think we chummy
Bendin over backwards for that green actin Gumby
Legion of doom
Mummified
Broke out my tomb
Season of gloom
Friendship died
Choke on my fumes
Try to leach off me
Get out the pantry
Earn whats mine
Eat off a plate
Nobody had to hand me

They wont see how I move how I dance
Nah
Me I dont even give the groove a chance
Ha
Hit da club wit that OG kinda stance
Ya
On the floor no bust down pinky glance
Ha

They wanna see how I move how I dance
Got balls no yellow bands went an pedaled past Lance
Get it - yea
Best believe I said it
Cuz opinions only harm you if you let it
Dont at me little twitter fingers you'll regret it
Carb overload my ego bitch I just fed it
Imma dick dont know where I'm commin or where I'm headed
Gassed up you shootin blanks all the rounds unleaded
Bitch I'm diesel best dead it or its lift off eagle
Listen people this is art beats are my easel
Came to stick around smell the burnt clutch
Listen broke fucks wont hold you up
I aint a crutch

They wont see how I move how I dance
Nah
Me I dont even give the groove a chance
Ha
Hit da club wit that OG kinda stance
Ya
On the floor no bust down pinky glance
Ha



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Writer(s): Matt Sayers
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